Wolves at the Door Songtext
von Summer Eyes

Struck down in a maelstrom of questions
Sit down and stay in your section
Hold on to your indiscretions
Please smile and stay pleasant

Quiet the noise of the constant critics
Sidebar laughs of the constant cynics
All this time while the clocks keep ticking
All these wounds that I keep on licking

Are these Wolves?
At the Door?
Are these Wolves?
At the Door?


Into the fan and onto the wall
These truths are written in the bathroom stalls
They don′t want you to walk, they want you to crawl
They don't want you big, they want you small

Turn up the volume, turn out the lights
Looks like the wolves are, coming out tonight
A new suit to look like a lamb
Look out they′re coming for you man

Are these Wolves?
At the Door?
Are these Wolves?
At the Door?

Are these Wolves?
At the Door?